Ellora Prabhakar was drunk, but she didn’t care. It wasn’t her fault—a bottle of Sula and two rum cocktails did that to a girl. Sanjay and Hari promised it wouldn’t turn into a business dinner—but that’s what they always said. Ellora usually spent dinner gossiping with Hari’s wife, Shreya. But she had cancelled at the last second and stayed home instead. So Ellora was all alone with two MBAs. Who could blame her for drinking a bit more than usual?
“If we go for a Versova property, we’ll get a fifteen per cent margin,” said Hari.
“And a whopping big EMI,” said Sanjay. “Whereas we can afford Malad without an EMI.”
“But it only has a ten per cent margin.”
Sanjay breathed deeply. “It certainly is a big decision.” Read more »
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Palash stared across the dining hall at the stunning hottie who was sitting at a table with her friends. She was laughing at something. He was captivated by her beauty; her big blue eyes, her slender neck, her pouting lips. He watched as she brought her fork up to her mouth. She wrapped her lips around the piece of pasta on the end and pulled the fork free. It was a simple, everyday act but Palash’s mind raced, and his groin reacted.
“Come on, dude, get a move on. Some of us actually want to get something to eat.”
Annapurna’s words shook Palash out of his trance. “Sorry.”
“No need to be sorry, Palash,” said Manjit, Palash’s other best friend. “Just choose something. It’s all shit so it doesn’t matter what.” Read more »
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Ye june 2009 ke shuroo ki baat hai. Tab mere exams khatam ho chuke the. Meri English madam bohat hi sexy hai us ke perfect breasts hain. Aur wo kapde bhi ese pehnti keh us ke jism ka kuch hissa nazar aata. Jese hi class main aati us ke nipples khade hote the. Tight kameez pehnti aur bra bhi nipples ke khade hone ki waja se tight rehte. Nipples apna nishan us par bana lete. Phir padhai to phad hi main jani thi. Kher main roz us ke saath apne app ko imagine karta. Un ka naam madam shagufta hai. age 28 hai. Looks bohat he sexy hain. Height 5’3 hai aur bohat tight body hai. Us ki shadi ho chuki hai magar wo apne husband se khush nahin thi. Kher main English paper lekar un ke ghar paper discuss karne gaya.
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Her hands were now placed on the straps of my bra, for the first time in last 20 minutes I raised my head and looked at myself in the mirror in front of me and the first thing I saw was the hanging mangalsutra in my neck. The image brought about a ting of guilt inside me but before that thought could register any significant impact, a sound of “click” released my breasts from my bra. My head bend down once again and now she was caressing my nipples with her fingers. It ran a sensation in my whole body and the sense of guilt was taken over by a completely different feeling, I was enjoying her touch.
Suddenly she grabbed my nipples in her fingers and then left them with a jerk, the move almost caught me off-guard and I almost fell down from the chair. She repeated the movement once again and then again, now she was also kissing (almost biting) my neck. I felt like my body has no weight, her movements were sending me to another level of sensation; I was feeling something very wet down in my panties. It was the first time in last five years that someone touched my body and in those years I almost forgot how it feels to be touched by another person. Read more »
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It was a perfect June afternoon. The temperature wasn’t overly hot and the sky was clear with white, puffy clouds scattered around, only occasionally passing in front of the sun. The sounds of birds fluttering about the trees clustered around us filled the air, accompanied by the distant roar of waves crashing against the beach far below.
In front of us, about thirty feet from the cliff’s edge before it dropped off into the deep blue of the Indian Ocean, was an elegant white latticework arch, adorned with flowers and mounted on an elevated platform. The officiant puttered around, making sure everything was absolutely perfect lest the bride let him hear about it later.
“So now that we’re here, do you believe it yet?” Rakhi smiled at me, waggling her eyebrows. Read more »
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It’s all here. All the evidence I need, right here in Meena Banik’s own computer. My God. All the allegations are true. Every last one.
Misconduct. Unreported resistance. Forged waivers. Fabricated permissions. Everyone a gross violation of the Mind Control Regulatory Act of 2014.
Quickly I pop the pen drive into the port and let it extract the data. I lean back outside the soft glow of the screen, the only light save for the twinkling of the lights of Mumbai outside the huge windows behind me.
My initial sense of indignation gives way to euphoria. I have it.My exclusive. I, Bhagirathi Parmer, will win the Pulitzer for this! An expose that will topple the multi-crore empire that is Banik Anbami Enterprises! Read more »
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Hi dosto, I am moin from gujarat, baroda mera I D email@example.com wese to mera name hi kafi hai gujarat ki ladies ki pussy me halchal peda karne ke liye vese aap sabhi dost muje jante hi ho ha aagar koi nahi janta to janle ki i am 26 old 5.11ft hight with stong dick to dosto aap logone muje bahot mail kiye our kuch dosto ke sath mene enjoy bhi kiya thx to all. Read more »
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Main Mridula apni dusri kahani le kar hazir hoon. Meri pehli kahani Raksha Bandhan ka Tohfa pasand karne ke liye bahut shukriya.Uss se pehle jo kuchh mere saath hua vo main batane wali hoon. Ab main apni kahani apni zubani sunati hoon.
Meri job Delhi ki ek travel company mein lag gayi thi. Mere boss ka naam Sudhir tha jo ki bahut hi handsome ladka tha. Meri umar uss wakt koi 19 saal ki thi aur Sudhir 28 saal ka tha. Main dikhne mein sexy lagti thi aur kapde bhi modern pehnti thi. Office mein main jeans aur T Shirts pehnti thi aur in kapdon mein mere chutadon ka ubhar aur vaksh sathal kafi akarshak lagte thay. Mardon ki nazaren aksar mere nitabhon ka peechha kari thi, yeh mujhe pata tha. Sudhir mujhe aksar apne office mein bula leta aur personal baat karne ki koshish karta. Jab vo mere samne baitha hota to mere uroz ko ghurta aur main jaan bujh kar dusri taraf dekhne lagati. Kai bar maine note kiya ki Sudhir ki pant ka samne wala hissa ubhar jata. Read more »
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Devlina sat down next to the boy. He looked like they were the same age, which would make him 18 if he was a day. His father had sent her up here, told her his name was Varun, and asked her to help him though his first time. From the way the father had acted, nobody knew how old Varun was. Of course nobody was supposed to know she was only 18, either.
Varun was lean, with a dark shock of hair. He was naked, like most everyone else at the party. He was sitting on the bed, so she didn’t get a good look at his body. She put her hand on his knee, and he jumped.
“I don’t bite,” she said.
“It’s just … I mean, I…” His face turned bright red, and he tried to look everywhere but at her as he swallowed nervously. Read more »
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Life as an escort took its own route and gave our dear Shanti a fresh lease in life. She became smart and more alert to the vagaries of life and also became extra diligent at skipping work and making use of the best assets on her body to her advantage. She would not flinch to make them appeal to the men folks and also to the women folk.
Her Manager at the Bank — Arangayanam had steadily ensured that the idea of quitting the job was out of her head and whenever she would appear in front of him whether in the cabin or outside, the man would have saliva in his mouth gulping to go down the throat — she was sex par excellence.
She had kept him tormented and excited and very hopeful that one day she willl allow him to get under her petticoat. She would always make sure he felt that way and and usually while in his room would give him ample time to devour her beauty especially the boobs covered in the nice bra and blouse. She would always make sure that the saree would slip at the right time for the middle aged man to ogle and would deliberately not cover her self. It was all well planned. Read more »
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December 25th, 2009.
I was sitting on my bed in the evening waiting for my husband to return from market. I sent him to market to buy Christmas gifts for everyone in the family. We were to leave for our honey moon trip to Europe immediately on very next day after Christmas. This is my first Christmas at my in-law’s house and both my mom-in-law and dad-in-law were preparing for my first Christmas in their house. All were very happy with my behavior and respect to all in the family. I have already mentioned that my in-laws love me so much that I do not like to call them IN-LAWS. I like to call them dad and mom. I have not missed my parents in this house because of their love towards me. May god provide such a nice parents-in-law to every girl?
My husband returned from market with lot of packets and bags in his hands. He brought the desired gifts. He thrown the bags and packets on the bed and hugged me. I too participated in the action. He kissed me on my lips and I pushed him away and said………. “Control dear! The door is open.”
He: So what? Now you are my wife and I can make love with you even the door is open.
Me: Yes! I am your wife but do not forget that I am a daughter-in-law too. I must follow all the social norms. Read more »
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New Delhi, March, 1986. She was completely naked, with her back to me. I could see her cunt clearly. Worse still: she had his penis, his lund, in her mouth, and she was sucking it. Her head was bobbing up and down and his feet were twitching, and his hands were grabbing her ass and her tits. He was using language that I had never heard him use before.
“Tu kya mast lund choosti hai. Haan, aise hi choos mera lund. Pehle mera lund choos, phir main tujhe chodunga. You suck cock so well. Yeah baby, keep sucking it. I want to cum in your mouth before I cum in your cunt”.
*** I was 18 years old, the only son of an average middle class Indian family. My parents were both teachers. My father taught in a college, and my mother did tuitions and was a substitute English teacher for a school in the area.
My father, at that time, was almost 40 years old, 5’7” and in good shape. He was an honest and religious man, devoted to his family and his job. The ideal Indian father, the kind you see in the movies. Now I know that he was also probably frustrated with his inability to do much more than put food on the table and a roof over our heads. Read more »
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*beepbeep* *beepbeep* *beepbeep*
My wife’s cellphone buzzed and rang multiple times to announce the arrival of several text messages as soon as she turned the phone on after the pilot announced it was okay to do so.
“So Shipra.” I said icily, “I guess those are all text messages from Manish?”
Shipra ignored me and her fingers worked the keyboard furiously as she replied to the text messages.
“Only two of them.” Shipra said once she got done. “The third was from my sister saying Chintu is doing fine.”
“And what did Manish want? Some recipe perhaps?”
Manish was our neighbor and “friend” back in New Jersey. He was divorced and lived next door, and lived with his son who was the same age as Chintu – 6. I had started off liking Manish when we moved into his neighborhood a year back. He was friendly, his son and Chintu got along very well, and he seemed genuinely helpful. Which he still was. Read more »
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An incident happened the other night, quite by accident, that awakened something in me I didn’t know I had. Last Thursday night a friend of mine, Lalith, came over to talk, and watch the daynight cricket match in TV. He works at the same place I do, and since we had a three day week-end, we were in no hurry to end the night. After a long time I had time to watch my favourite sport and had time for it too . My wife, Saritha, had to work the next day, and since she was not a night person she went to bed about 10:30. She is also one of the soundest sleepers I know. I have actually
shaken her pretty good trying to wake her up before, and still she would sleep.
After Saritha went to bed, Lalith and I sat up and watched an old porno flick of his that he had brought over, since Saritha wasn’t into much of that scene. We usually take such chances when she is away to her parents home or temple. But this time we went ahead and decided to watch porno flick once the match got boring as India loose many wickets.
After the first couple of cum shots, Lalith exclaimed, “Man, it sure would be nice to have a real piece of ass! It’s been much too long since I’ve had any!” Read more »
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The last Saturday of this June was the most amazing and wicked weekend getaway I have ever experienced in my life. I was in a dilemma for most of the time should I write about this or not. But then I thought what the heck.
A group getaway was long due for all of us. When I say us what I mean is a group of five couples namely: Anjila Siddique and Nimish Jain, Vaishali Kapur (Me) and Shoeib Alam, Pratibha Saxena and Sumit Bharadwaj, Pritha Ghoshal and Hemant Shah, Sneha Tandon and Vikram Shetty.
We had hired two cars and made an overnight drive to reach our destination. The name of the place is not important. Anyway, all through Saturday we fooled around together, went for sight seeing, teased each other, played some outdoor games, clicked some breathtaking photographs and just before returning to the hotel all the couples gave each other space as we went our separate ways to spend time with our hooked ones.
At night we were back for dinner in the small but stylish restaurant of the hotel. Most importantly the food was nice and they were able to arrange for the drinks we had asked them to before hand. Read more »
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